My Wife Is So Sweet (Natalia Dawson) novel Chapter 881

Chapter 881 Because You're Unworthy of It

It might have been her illusion, but Queeny had a persistent feeling that Ella was behaving somewhat differently than she usually did.

Queeny felt that Ella seemed very preoccupied today.

What on earth had happened?

With all these people around them, however, Queeny could do nothing but indulge Ella's reticence.

It was already noontime when they had finished the purchase.

Queeny suggested that they have lunch at a nearby restaurant.

Finally, they chose an expensive restaurant with gourmet food. On entering it, Ella went to the washroom.

Queeny paid no attention to it. She asked for an exclusive room for Ella and herself, and arranged for Dean and the others to dine at the adjacent room. Then she took a seat and began to take the order.

The food at this restaurant was mostly light in flavor. Queeny chose some dishes she liked, some that she thought would be to Ella's taste, and then added a pot of tea before she finished.

Meanwhile, Ella was making a phone call at the washroom.

Grabbing the phone tightly, she hissed between her teeth, "Have you decided not to help me?"

On the other end of the line was a man's low voice, smoldering with anger.

"I wish I could help you, Karida, but our relationship must be kept secret. If I lent a helping hand, everyone would know that you're my daughter, and the subsequent plan would be ruined. You should put the interests of the whole above everything else."

"I don't care about the interests of the whole! I only know that my mother-in-law is in danger and she will die if I don't help her!"

"Karida, as long as you take no action and keep them in limbo, they won't dare to hurt your mother-in-law. As they rely on you to help them with their plan, they will surely leave her alone. So don't get too panicky at this crucial moment."

"I don't care. I'll ask you one last time. Will you help her or not?"

There was a moment's silence.

A sigh followed.

"Karida, it's not that I don't want to help her, but I am hindered…"

Ella burst into a sarcastic laugh.

"Hindered? Well then, since you're so much hindered, Mr. Zaccardi, I will bother you no more. From this day on, don't ask me to do anything for you! Because you're unworthy of it!"

With these words, Ella hung up on him.

On the other side.

Stephan stared at the phone with a deep frown.

Bella stepped out of the trying room in a suit of the Chanel style and asked, "How does it look? Does it look good on me?"

Stephen didn't reply.

Bella cast a glance at Stephan, who was sitting there with a sullen face and knitted brows, enveloped in an air of gloom.

She paused, lowered her eyes and smiled, "Stephan, what's the matter?"

Stephan snapped out of his trance.

Looking up at her, he saw the situation and nodded, "Yeah, it looks nice."

It was obviously perfunctory.

Bella felt somewhat annoyed.

But she didn't dare to vent her displeasure, just saying, "I'll take it then?"

"Yeah, take it."

Stephan took out his credit card for the salesgirl to swipe.

After the purchase, Stephan left the shop with Bella.

In the meantime, Ella went out of the washroom.

It was a hotpot restaurant. Queeny was pouring the freshly-arrived food into the pot when Ella came in.

Seeing Ella, Queeny smiled and said, "Sit down and have a taste."

Ella took the opposite seat.

Queeny scarcely needed to look at Ella to detect that she looked worse than before. Her brows and eyes were brimming with melancholy too apparent to conceal.

Not betraying any emotion, Queeny said, "Ella, if you come across any trouble that I can help to solve, just let me know."

Ella looked up at her.